Are you ever terrified
That your fears are unique to
your inside?
That if you were to utter just
one breath
To reveal that you are out of
your depth
The labels would manifest:
Bitter
Ungrateful
Ruinous
Depressed
Emotional
Neurotic
The first letter burned to your
chest
Have you ever been told to be
mesmerized
That through someone else’s eyes
Your life is golden?
So you must be emboldened
To keep up the façade
Of a first world demi-god
You are not allowed to express that you suffer
Because you have a safety net Obama-care
buffer
Have you ever felt obligated to
say and do and feel
And the only solution that you
can see is to steal?
Steal words from another
Steal time from each other
Steal emotions from an acoustic band cover
Have you solely focused on
Not doing the motions wrong
That even your outlet of creativity
Has suffered severe atrophy?
Have you even been so afraid
Of being wrong
Of sounding dumb
Of having your perfect persona jeopardized
That you are now paralyzed?
Have you even been excited that
you were doing everything right
But then in your impatient plight
You convince yourself to take just one small bite?
Since who really believes that the tortoise and the hare
were even a fair fight
Have you even been afraid that
life will pass you by
While you sit behind the stained
glass window of responsibility,
That you are not living a life
that is sexy?
After all, few should use their
401(k)s to buy a bikini when they are sixty
Have you ever been so burned out
on hard work
That you are terrified you chose
wrong?
You chose the wrong friends
The wrong significant other
The wrong career
The wrong duvet cover
Have you ever feared what people would say if they knew your fears?
When the fire has burned you to
your core
And left you with nothing more
Than your worst
When your confidence is shattered
And your hiding veil is tattered
When it takes all your energy to
make sure the next words out of your mouth are not to make something cursed.
When you are driven to anger by
things that were never said
When the fight is all in your
head
When you are left alone with your
fears that tango through your thoughts
And haunt your every step,
action, decision
And leave you doubting any past
provision
Do you fear that your community would
never embrace you
That they would shame you and say
“get it together” and then walk
away?
Are you ever terrified
That your fears are unique to
your inside?
That your fears will burn and brand
you
To the point where people can’t
stand you
Because your cloud of fear will
darken their day
And you will be a thorn in their
way?
Yea, me too. Me too.
*I am intrigued by the comfort people find in sharing secrets anonymously on sites like PostSecret. But I am also captivated by the power that comes from sharing fears and being known within a community and experiencing that community meet your needs. Nevertheless, however many times I have seen or experienced a community rise up, I have to overcome this fear of being a burden. Ever. Single. Time.
*I am intrigued by the comfort people find in sharing secrets anonymously on sites like PostSecret. But I am also captivated by the power that comes from sharing fears and being known within a community and experiencing that community meet your needs. Nevertheless, however many times I have seen or experienced a community rise up, I have to overcome this fear of being a burden. Ever. Single. Time.
There is such strength and bravery in the words "Me too".